Hello everyone, and I’m sorry for the long absence.
For those of you who aren’t on my mailing list and aren’t aware, we found out back in January that my husband Allan was very sick with a fast-moving, very aggressive form of gastro-esophageal cancer.
The first few months of the year were a nightmare of caring for him during the Covid epidemic, and trying to keep him (and myself) safe so we wouldn’t end up separated by quarantine during his final days. He was initially given 8 months, but he passed away in June, and took my heart with him. He died just short of his 52nd birthday and our twentieth anniversary, so I’ve already had two very difficult occasions to get through.
The grief has been overwhelming, and as you might imagine, it’s been hard to do much in the way of anything. It was hard even dragging myself out of bed for a while.
I’m beginning to bounce back, but my regular schedule of writing, editing, formatting, etc has been severely disrupted. I had so hoped that I could offer you a book every other year, but it will be a while before I can release anything. The brain fog is intense, and it’s hard to concentrate. But I have begun editing in small amounts, and I’m hoping I’ll be able to write again soon. It’s getting easier.
I’m also looking at relocating to another province next year, which means fixing up my house is also taking large chunks of time. I hope you’ll be patient with me as I do my best to offer you more books on a slightly delayed timetable.
Thanks to everyone who has emailed and PM’d. Your messages mean so much to me.